Chapter 19

Becky's POV

"How did it go Becky? Did you find the young lady?" Clark asked me the moment he got home. He was drunk, and nearly wasted.

My eyes were swollen because I had been crying earlier, as well as making some stupid calls Clark wanted me to.

"Not yet, but I'm close to finding her." I replied, looking away from him because I knew my reply would surely get him angry.

"What can you do Becky, I gave you a simple job and yet you're slacking? Get her before the wedding commences tomorrow." He instructed.

Just as he wanted to walk away, I stopped him.

"What about the one who scammed me, aren't you worried about that as well?" I asked.

Again, Clark turned to face my direction.

"What does that have to do with me Becky?"

I was scared to talk back, but then I couldn't hold back the anger I was feeling inside me.

"You were practically the one who made me do it, Clark. What are you trying to do, ruin my fathers company? We need to find him, and have the bastard pay for what he did. I listene